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lirik lagu o.g – n$b

(intro)
nsideb
aye nsb finna hit a l!ck on the beat, pow
aye i ain’t no cap rapper but i do cap sometimes you feel me
haha
ayo we put the north on the map for real, aye
skrt, skrt (aye, aye, aye)

(chorus: vkay)
these n-ggas be cappin (on god)
i just be rappin (on god)
when it comes to the shootin’ they know i’m a savage man look at my sticks (grr pow)
but i’m with the sh-t
no smith and wesson my hip (uh)
cookin up bars in the mix
hop in the coupe and we gon’ do the dash (skrrt)
broke n-ggas that be talkin’ bout cash
aye

(verse 1: jdrippii)
i’m makin’ moves like the flash
knuckles is br-ss
smokin’ on gas got this green like it’s gr-ss
goin’ up fast
sit yo’ -ss down like we pray at the m-ss (sit the f-ck down)
i run it up
on the come up
we f-ck it up
blow up a bag in the truck (pow pow)
finna get rich like the tails of the duck
say they want beef well i don’t give a f-ck

(verse 2: vkay and jdrippii)
yo j slow down the flow
n-ggas ain’t ready we always on go
still on my sh-t and i stay on the low (lowkey lowkey)
they steal my drip cuz i’m fly like a crow
yuh aye we let ‘em know
mtl made yeah i’m used to the snow (ice ice)
manz got the drip so you best learn to row
you’ll read in a cl-ss when i sell out a show (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)

(chorus: vkay)
these n-ggas be cappin (on god)
i just be rappin (on god)
when it comes to the shootin’ they know i’m a savage man look at my sticks (grr pow)
but i’m with the sh-t (uh)
no smith and wesson my hip
cookin up bars in the mix
hop in the coupe and we gon’ do the dash (skrrt)
same n-ggas that be talkin’ bout cash
aye

(verse 3: vkay and jdrippii)
choppas on choppas on choppas (pow pow pow)
hit the feets cuz we take all yo’ guala
feel like i’m future i f-ck up some commas
my vision all clear no scope on my lama
tote up my glock and i shoot sh-t like curry (grrrrr)
soon as i hit him his vision get blurry
a n-gga switch lanes i ain’t talkin’ bout tory (aye aye aye aye aye)
i run up yo’ money and it’s end of the story
aye
hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
throw bands in the air (stacks, stacks, stacks)
do not compare
ice on my ear you get blind by the glare
grind in my lair
unsigned i don’t care
shine like a flare she ain’t mine i don’t care (i don’t give a f-ck)
streamlined the squares
headline like pierre (bourne)
hop out the ghost and i’m reborn
feelin’ so fly i’m like airborn

(verse 4: vkay)
yuh aye
sit on my throne
this ain’t a freestyle but it’s straight out the dome
f-ck all this drama i stay in my zone (f-ck ‘em)
i don’t need help i got me on my own
money callin’ keep on ringing my phone (brr, brr, brr)
locked in the booth till its 4 in the morn’
hop on the track and the flow is so vicious
talk down on me he gon’ leave with some st-tches (pow pow)

(verse 5: jdrippii)
aye b-tch
grind for the riches
young and ambitious
manz got drip like he swim with the fishes (splash splash)
ice like the fridges
bars gettin’ served like we cleaning up dishes
yeah you know the vibes
pull up on manz and they stayin’ inside (pow pow pow)
manz got popped from where i reside
for the fam yeah i’m tryna provide

(chorus: vkay)
these n-ggas be cappin (on god)
i just be rappin (on god)
and when it comes to the shootin’ they know im a savage man look at my sticks (on god)
but i’m with the sh-t (uh)
no smith and wesson my hip
cookin up bars in the mix
hop in the coupe and we gon do the dash (skrrt)
same n-ggas that be talkin’ bout’ cash
aye

(outro: vkay and jdrippii)
aye aye i put 30 on the beat
aye wait, how much you put?
maybe like 50 or some
uh i grind on the paper chase
skrrt aye

- nb

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